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ratomira ([personal profile] ratomira) wrote2019-11-17 11:48 pm

Из твиттера

 Oh the grand old duke of York
He told ten thousand lies
Hе says he doesn’t sweat like us
And he prefers pizzas to pies.
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The mindless

[personal profile] akatsija 2019-11-17 10:14 pm (UTC)(link)
The mindless one was right and left
Without slightest trace.
And only thing he had with him
Was mindless steady gaze.
He proved himself that Moon is Cheese,
And Yorkshire is in France.
But most of all he knew so well
Was thoughtful mindless dance.
The dance that was simple as simple was rhythm,
But no one could follow his pass.
The problem was simple as dance, and as rhythm -
Be thoughtful and mindless at once.

А.Кац и Я
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Re: The mindless

[personal profile] akatsija 2019-11-18 08:00 am (UTC)(link)
Если речь идёт о более-менее новейшей истории, то это абсолютно невозможно, потому что этому стихотворению лет так с двадцать.

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А.Кац и Я
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[personal profile] ernestine_16 2019-11-17 10:32 pm (UTC)(link)
О, згадали проти ночі! Тепер мугикаю:

And when they were up, they were up,
And when they were down, they were down,
And when they were only halfway up,
They were neither up nor down.

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[personal profile] ernestine_16 2019-11-18 06:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Про неповнолітню чи шо?
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[personal profile] ernestine_16 2019-11-18 07:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Фе!
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[personal profile] ernestine_16 2019-11-18 07:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Це напередодні весілля його доньки? От комусь треба